Pumpkin Spice (Blairon)

I Promise

Blaise's POV

"Ugh! I can't believe that, that, that cow is back!" Ron ranted pacing up an down our room. "And what's with the rules again!?" Pansy exclaimed. "And why can't creatures like you and Blaise be allowed!?" Harry complained facing Draco. "I, I thought. The day Ron, Hermione and I went to the Ministry, I thought that was the last we'd ever see of her." Harry sighed rubbing his hands over his face and through his hair, tears started forming in his eyes. Draco noticing his mates stress went and cradled him in the crook of his neck.
" Blaise, are you ok? You've been very quiet ever since dinner. "Hermione said noticing my behavior." What if, what if someone tells her.."I whispered." What if someone tells her Draco and I are Veelas? What if, we have to....leave."My voice cracked at the thought of leaving Ron with the old wind bag." That, that won't happen. "Pansy said determined." It doesn't matter, we'll brake the rules or something of the sort, I don't care. She is not splitting us and the rest of Hogwarts apart! "She said. We all nodded in agreement." Anyway, I'm beat. Night boys. "Hermione said taking Pansy's hand in hers and leaving." We should probably go to. Good night guys. "Draco and Harry said leaving as well." And there were two. "I said sinking into our bed,Ron following persuit. I noticed the sad look in his eyes, they didn't shine anymore. His usual bright, freckley smile turned into a lopsided frown.
I could feel his sadness through our growing bond, and it killed me to see him like this. "Hey, what's wrong?" I asked the sad ginger. "I just, don't want to loose you." He sniffed. "Sorry, I don't know why I'm so emotional." He said wiping a tear. "Hey, it's OK. You're probably getting emotional because of the........side affects of being a Veelas mate." I said hugging him. "Snape told me that dominant Veelas are obviously going to have a submissive mate. You find that out after going through the,mating process. So I guess you're the submissive one." I said awkwardly remembering the day we 'mated'.
"But what if someone tells her. I can't loose you." He said, tears in his eyes again. My heart sank at the sight.
I nuzzled him into my chest and put the fluffiest blanket on top of us. "You're not going to loose me pumpkin, I won't let that happen. Not for as long as we both live. Even in the after life." I whispered into his hair.
"Promise?" He whispered back. "Promise." I whispered again in reply.
I switched the light of with a flick of my wand and fell into complete relaxation. I felt safe, loved, happy. It was like the love was swirling around us as he slept. I reluctantly pulled him closer so my head was on his. Breathing in the his pumpkin shampoo I got him."I will love you, always." I mumbled. "And forever." He added slowly yawning. I yawned as well and we both fell asleep.

Ron's POV

I fluttered my eyes open, getting used to the blinding light of the sun. I turned over and looked at Blaise. He was snoring VERY loudly and I giggled. 'Am I really gonna become more emotional and, vulnerable?' I asked myself remembering what Blaise told me. 'I'll ask Mione to do some research.' I concluded nodding my head in agreement with myself which woke him up. "Good morning pumpkin." He yawned. " 'G morning." I replied nuzzling my head into his neck. "What day is it again?" He asked rubbing his eyes. "I believe it's, ummmm, Saturday I think." I said.
"Oh thank merlin. At least we have today and tomorrow without Dumbridge on our backs." He sighed and I chuckled. I got out of the bed, showered, brushed my teeth and hair, got dressed and went back into the bedroom. When Blaise was done we went to breakfast,Harry,Draco, Hermione and Pansy were already there." What do you guys say we go to Hogsmead today?" Draco asked everyone. "Yes! I haven't had a good jug of fire whiskey in a while. And with Umbridge here, I'm going to need one." Blaise said. Everyone laughed.
"Having a good morning I see." Umbridge said approaching our section of the Gryffindor table. No one answered, we just kinda glared at her.
"Mr Weasley! What in Merlins name are you wearing!?" She asked flabbergasted. A low growl was heard from Blaise and Umbridge looked at him suspiciously. He quickly covered it up with a cough. "Sorry, got a cold." He mumbled. "I'm wearing clothes." I said confused. "Flannel is not clothing. Flannel is for peasants and I will not have anyone in MY school wear such!" She shrieked. The whole hall turned to look and everyone wearing flannel or anything close to it looked displeased. The tears were visible in my eyes but I stood my ground. Blaise was the exact opposite though, it looked as if another word from her mouth would set him off.
" Professor, if you must know a very big number of students wear and like wearing flannel, why do you say it's worn by peasents. I'm sure you know that not everyone was fed from a silver platter like yourself." I retaliated. She gasped. "Well, what if this was all I had, would you want me to walk around the school naked?" I asked her, a small smirk threatening to form on my face. The hall laughed.
"Detention! Mr Weasley. And for that comment no more Hogsmead for the rest of the year!" She shouted. Blaise stood up. "Professor with all do respect (no respect at all) that's going to far." He said. "Not only are you judging and discriminating Ron and everyone else's cloths. You're criticizing their blood status and that's just low. Since when did the cloths someone wears puts them on the bottom the the status rank?" Blaise spoke up. "I,I, Mr Zabini-" Umbridge started but was cut of. "I think that settles it. I rest my case, I suggest you don't bring this up again Professor. I have strings in very high places." I swear Blaise's eyes flashed a fierce yellow. Everyone started clapping and laughing and Blaise and I received a big amount of pats on the back, high fives and fist bumps for standing up Umbridge like that. Umbridge stormed of to the teachers table. Some teachers were sniggering and Professor Flitwick full on left the room to laugh. "Let's go." Hermione suggested in between laughs. Honestly I swear Dumbridge is out to get everyone who was in the the DA (Dumbledore's Army) or any of the 8th and a few 7th years (like Luna) in general. But you know what. Fuck her!